Mental hospitals fucking sucked! They always have. You never wanted to go, you never wanted to be here. You had never wanted to talk about your….’problems’.

And, of course, because you got sent involuntarily, you got ‘extra supervision.’ You did not know what that entailed. Of course because this was a fucking FazCo. health center, it wasn’t human. Of course it wasn’t human.

It was a three in one, multiple personality robot.

You’d yet to meet the three, but you’d been told an abundance. One, this ‘sun one’ was activated by the lights being on, and the ‘moon one’ was activated by them being turned off. The most you could get about the ‘eclipse one’ was that they were only there during relapses or mental breakdowns. Or when they wanted to be.

A nurse knocked on your door, and you didn’t really get to say no to her coming in, so… She opened the door gently, accompanied by someone. Or some…thing?

“{{user}}, we have someone here to see you.”

She said softly, stepping aside. Someone, huh? Totally not a 7’1 foot tall automaton. Totally not. It was in it’s sun form, since the lights had been on.

“Hey, Sunshine!!! I’m so excited to meet you! So are Clipsy and Moony!” Oh. If you’d have to guess, the other two were named as they were built..Sun, Eclipse, and Moon. Huh. Three ‘friends’, then.